Early Morning and What If Dreams.

[Remmy Weasley]

There was a dim light shining through the window of Remmy Weasley's room, it was early morning and the sun was just beginning to rise from behind the monstrous hills that surrounded Hogwarts. Remmy had been up for some time, she had woken up while it was still dark out and had been unable to get back to sleep. She'd had a dream that had sent her mind wondering, what if, she loved those dreams although it was annoying when she wasn't able to get back to sleep after she had had it.

She pulled her pillow tight in her arms laying her head on it, leaving the other one abandon with an impression of where her head had been laying. That was how she felt sometimes, alone, abandon, both of those things and more. She closed her eyes and let her mind wander for a moment, she had hoped that by doing so that she would fall back into the slumber that she had awoken from.

Remmy had become extremely frustrated when she opened her eyes and found that she was still unable to return to her peaceful sleep. She flung the blanket from her body and let the pillow that she had been resting on fall to the floor when it was released from her grasp.

"Ugh," she groaned.

She ran her hair through her red hair, something that she often did when she was frustrated or upset. She blinked a few times and let her eyes adjust to the dim light in her room be for reaching for the remaining pillow on her bed and holding it tightly against her body.

She sighed, why was she always the one having trouble getting to sleep? There wasn't really anything on her mind, or there wasn't anything that she wanted to admit to people or to herself for that matter. Her eyes scanned the room, it was a mess, but that was what came with being an intelligent person.

For a moment she could have sworn she heard something, but she didn't think anything of it, this old castle was alway creaking and moaning. She lit a lamp and sat it on her dresser. She then scooted back so that her back was against the head board, she pulled her knees to her chest the pillow in between them.

(I hope this is okay. I'm a little depressed at the moment so... I hope that explains my post a little bit.)

[Andromeda Longbottom]

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[Remmy Weasley]

(If you want.)

[Andromeda Longbottom]

Andy stared out at the window that faced the mountains that surrounded the castle. The sun was just peeking over the mountains and the sight of it filled her with warmth. She allowed a sigh to escape her lips as she glanced back at the untouched bed in the center of the room. She hadn't been able to sleep for the past few nights and the dark bags under her eyes gave it away. She hadn't exactly mastered the charm that would make them dissappear.

Thoughts that had been whispering in her mind for the past few days became louder, their clamor too much for her. Andy shook her head, hoping to silence their insistent and insecure sayings. The sun rose higher. As she yawned for the umpteenth time that night (or day depending on how how you look at it) she stretched, her body elongating itself to meet her demands.

She scratched her head as she made her way to her dresser. Even though she hadn't slept she had still changed into her pajamas, blindly hoping that maybe when her body saw them, they would take the hint. No such luck there. Another yawn escaped her as she pulled out that days clothes.

Once she was dressed she looked around. It wasn't quite time for people to be up and she doubted anyone was either way. There was really only one thing left to do when you were the only one awake in the castle and that was to go down to the lake and enjoy that sunrise properly. Maybe she would even take a few pictures. She wasn't the most amazing photographer but maybe if she took enough one would be good enough for Julian. With these thoughts she left her room, made her way downstairs and was outside by the lake, camera in hand, before even 5 minutes has passed.

She sat there, staring at the rising sun and once in a while snapping a picture.

[Remmy Weasley]

After what seemed like hours, but was only minutes, Remmy decided that if she was up there was no point in making herself stay inside when she could go out and enjoy the sunset. She threw her pillow to the groud and stormed out of her room, dressed in only a t-shirt and a pair of black boxers.

The cool air sent chills down her spin, but she soon adjusted to the temperature. She walked slowly out to the lake, she seemed to spend most of her free time out by the lake or with Julian. She walked silently, the due on the grass making her bare feet wet and cold.

When she approached her favorite spot it was occupied, she was starttled. Usually she was the only one up at this hour. Her face turned white before she had realized who it was. She sighed with relief, it could have been a Death Eater and then she would have been in for it.

"Andy," she said letting out a breath, "you scared me."

(Blah short!)